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Friday, 30 November 1860

A dark ― & after 12 wet day: did not go out.

Painted at Philates mostly. It ain’t pleasant always to bring back realities. ――― Letters from Ann, & Mrs. Scrivens: ―― Capt. Huish called ― & I sate with them from 4½ to 5½. ― James Edwards wrote also.

Ἐγευμάτισα καλα: καὶ ἥθελα ἐξεύρω ποῦ καὶ πῶς εἶναι ὁ Γεώργιος. ((I dined well: and I would like to know where and how is Giorgio (NB).))

The frame for the Philœ came to-day, & it looks well.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Thursday, 29 November 1860

Dark early ― but after 12 constant rain ― pouring.

Did not go out at all.

Letter from S.W. Clowes ― at Broughton. Good old Colonel Clowes is failing ― I fear ― dying. Wrote a long letter to Sam ― two letters.

Worked at figures & goats in the Campagna pictures: ― but the young Duc de Chartres came ― & staid a good bit: a nice lad.

After 4 sate a bit with Mrs. Huish. Then called on Mrs. Davidson: ― who is really a nice old lady. Played 3 games at Dominoes with her.

Dined at 6. μονος ― ῆ συνήθειά μας. ((Alone ― as usual.))

Then penned out a good bit of the enduring Interlaken.

Played also on an instrument ― & wrote some Greek.

The comfort of this place enables me to do so much more work than either in St. Leonards or Hastings ― where I suffered in all ways. Yet I would fain hear ἀπὸ τὸν Γεώργιαν. ((From Giorgio.))

XXX13

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Wednesday, 28 November 1860

Very fine all day. Letter from J.B.E. to whom wrote.

Worked at the 2 Camapagnas, S. Sabbas, Ζαγώρι & Φιλάτες ― & improved all. “Mr. Jones” called ― to “take leave” ―― so I am really left alone in the Coffee room of this huge place.

At 2 I was seized with incapacity to work, ― & foolishness of high spirits. ― So off I walked ― all along to Hersham, & to Esher ― (how beautiful is the home on a hill with hanging woods close to the village!) ― & to Claremont, where I left cards on the 3 R.H.s ― Paris, Chartres & Joinville ― writing a mistake on each card ― half English ― half French. Walked all the way back, by 5 ― & dinner ― with Cockayne very loquacious.

Εἄν ἦτον ὁ καλός μου Γεώργιος! Ὦ καλε ανθρωπε — και φιλυπηρέτε*! στάθε καλά! ((“If [only] my good Giorgio [were here]! O dear man – and good servant! Be well!” Nina adds: “I couldn’t find φιλυπηρέτε in my dictionaries. It is a compound of the words φιλώ+υπηρετώ or υπηρέτης which probably means he who loves to serve, to help.”))

Near Hersham I heard a running behind me ― & turned round ― it was a small boy with a little sack over his head. I went on ― but he overtook me ― (I was walking slowly, having hurt my foot.) A rather impy child ― oldish ― but looking straight to ones face. Forthwith he spoke

“Boy” ― I say ― ain’t it been a nice day? E.L. Yes indeed.
(out of breath) “O! I’ve been a running so! E.L. Are you coming from school
“School! No I don’t go there now. I’ve been. ― Can you read & write then
Quite enough. Now I works. What do you work at
At Corn ――― (incomprehensible[)] What?
At frightening the birds from the corn. But there is no corn now, ――
No corn! What can you be thinking of! Why its all just a coming up! ―――― O! I fancied you meant ripe corn.
Ripe corn! ― (loftily.) ― it gets dark at 4 now. ― No. half past 4. What is the name of that River?
I don’t know. I only know he’s a river, & he runs into the Thames. ―

But you live near here don’t you?

O yes! by them poplars ― but I never heard the name of the river: only it can’t be the Thames, for that runs by Walton ― & Moulsey ((Molesey.)) ― & Kingston. ―

What do you earn a day?

6 pence. ― 3 shillings a week! & I buy all my own clothes! Look at these shoes! Well they are very good I think. & did you buy that red handkf too?
No ― that was given me.

How old are you?

I’m 8. But tomorrow I’m 9 because you see it’s my birthday

And what does your father do?

Father works out, he gets 13 shilling [in the next page:] a week he does. Mother don’t go out at all.

Then there’s my brother as is 16 . & 2 little sisters: & Aunt Sophy ― & Aunt Polly ― O! My! if there ain’t Bill & Jim trying to make the old pig go to the ―――

(Exit little boy suddenly ― just as the artist was going to give him 6d.)

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Tuesday, 27 November 1860

Finer. Worked at Philœ till 2.

Then walked all round St. George’s Hill.

Dinner.

Penning out Interlaken.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Monday, 26 November 1860

Dark ― wet all day.

Resolved to go to town: ― Weybridge Station at 12.

Stratford Place. Got frames. ―

Went to Foords & paid him 35£. Greek paper

ὁ Βρεττανικός Ἀστῆρ. ((The indispensable Nina writes: “Ο Βρεττανικός Αστήρ [The British Star] was an illustrated Greek newspaper by Stephanos Xenos published in London from 1860 to 1862 and in Athens from 1890 to 1892.”))

Waterloo Station ― & rail 4. Weybridge & Oatlands by 5.

Dined alone.

Evening at Capt. Huish’s. Miss Howard.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Sunday, 25 November 1860

Very bad days.

Letter from Mrs. Clive ― wrote her.

Lady Bethell
Mrs. Scrivens
Massingberd
T. Cooper &

Dull cold gray day.

At 3½ to Weybridge church.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Saturday, 24 November 1860

Masada 7 day

Rose, well & lively. Letter from Ann, to whom wrote.

Worked, but ἀῥῤώζησα ― καὶ ((I fell ill ― and (NB).)) ― X12 ((This X is connected to two more, apparently forming a pattern.))

Yet worked at Masada till 4.30.

Walk ― & meeting John Lewis, walked with him.

Dined alone. ― Penned out & Greek.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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